Tuesday, June 15, 2010

[Wavin Flag] When I get older. . .




When I get older
I will be stronger
they'll call me freedom
just like a wavin flag

Born to a throne, stronger than Rome
but violent prone, poor people zone,
But it's my home, all I have known,
Where I got grown, streets we would roam.
But out of the darkness, I came the farthest,
Among the hardest survival.
Learn from these streets, it can be bleak,
Accept no defeat, surrender, retreat,

So we struggling, fighting to eat and
We wondering when we'll be free,
So we patiently wait, for that fateful day,
It's not far away, so for now we say

When I get older
I will be stronger
I'll make it better
struggle no longer
a wavin flag. . .

When I get older
I will be stronger
they'll call me freedom
just like a wavin flag


So many wars, settling scores,
Bringing us promises, leaving us poor,
and in this situation when there's no compensation,
they got no occupation, can't buy no medication,
see it's a combination, no education,
we could never get it, say tomorrow's generation.
They can't control us, they can't hold us down.

So we struggling, fighting to eat and
We wondering when we'll be free,
So we patiently wait, for that fateful day,
It's not far away, so for now we say

When I get older
I will be stronger
I'll make it better
struggle no longer
a wavin flag. . .

When I get older
I will be stronger
they'll call me freedom
just like a wavin flag

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